Outlander

Previously...

Ben's not dead.

That's why his body is not in his grave.

There is something amiss here.

I am not the Ninth Earl of Ellesmere.

I've found myself wishing I could renounce

the damn title altogether.

Well, you could marry me and give it to our firstborn.

Are you Denzell Hunter?

Your neighbor said you were a physician.

- I am. - This is William Ransom.

- He's been injured. - Rachel!

These men need our urgent assistance.

My wife is in the city.

I promised I'd return.

I can find a safe place for you to wait out the battle,

unless you want to fight.

I'm Aaron Whitaker.

Allow my wife to help yours.

May I introduce to you William Buccleigh MacKenzie.

Your reputation precedes you.

As does yours.

A man being called by God is one thing.

A man who thinks he canna die is quite another.

You have men arming up right under your nose.

You're too high-minded to make an example out of them?

Well, I'm not.

Mmm. Ambrosia.

Mmm.

Anything you'd like to tell the bees?

They didn't have much to offer me

when I told them that everyone had left us... again.

Well, no' everyone.

- Come here. - Hmm.

He promised to fight wi' me at King's Mountain.

You told him about it?

He's one of you, Claire.

I don't see the purpose in keeping it from him.

You're it.

He's been "it" more times than anyone.

Did you tell him that...

we killed his father?

No.

Nor did I tell him you killed his mother.

Good.

Let's keep that to ourselves, shall we?

A tree or a wee mouse?

Huh?

Ah, fine.

Thank you.

Go to the house, children.

Is it a bear?

I dinna ken.

Go now.

Go!

Something's wrong.

Don't shoot!

Buck!

He was watching the house.

- You ken him? - Aye, aye. I do.

I dinna think he's here to harm us, are you, Mr. Whitaker?

No, sir.

I'm not.

Why are ye lurkin' about in the woods?

You know a man named Cunningham, Mr. Fraser?

The captain?

Aye.

He's coming for you.

Uh, me and some of my men were out hunting with the Cherokee.

While we was hunting, some white men

hailed us and started talking to the Cherokee

about joining a Loyalist militia

this Captain Cunningham's putting together.

And one of them let it be known that this Cunningham

would soon be in charge of Fraser's Ridge.

Go on.

They camped the night with us.

My men and I, we daren't sleep.

So... I listened.

They said there's a Redcoat officer named Ferguson.

Been raising Loyalist militias,

arresting rebels.

I know about him.

Well, Cunningham means to attack you

and take you to him...

...so he can hang you for show.

When?

They said in a few days.

Cunningham's waiting on a fellow named Partland,

who's coming from the settlement of Ninety-Six

with a militia of his own to help him.

He means to overpower you.

You've done me a service, Mr. Whitaker.

I'll remember it.

The way I see it...

I owe you for what your wife did for my family.

But if they find out I warned you...

They won't find out.

And you dinnae owe me.

But I am grateful just the same.

Am I interrupting?

No. Come in.

How does it look?

It looks very lovely.

It is only the French ships.

I know.

But Lord John said battle appears imminent, and...

without me knowing exactly where my husband is...

I really think I must feed him.

That's fine, Lady Grey. We can resume this afternoon.

She is lovely, isn't she?

Yes. I suppose she is.

Sit down. Keep me company.

You know you don't have to do this.

Everyone would understand if you put it off

until your husband returns.

Honestly, it's helping me keep my mind off of it.

Can I ask you something?

And it's about Jamie, so you can say no.

Were you able to spend any time with him...

after you met?

There was no occasion for that.

Actually, that's not true.

There was one occasion

when he helped me look for... someone.

Was that Jane?

Fanny told me about her.

I understand she meant a great deal to you.

She did.

More than I ever told her.

So, yes, to answer your question,

your father helped me, and I was grateful.

But that was the end of it.

I do know how you feel.

I didn't know he was my father till I was nineteen.

And I didn't meet him until a few years after that.

Already had a father I loved...

idolized, really.

Though by then, he had died, which...

...made it worse somehow.

I didn't know.

Everyone had lied to me all my life...

including my mother.

And I just lost sense

of who I was.

I was so angry at her that...

that I told her she was the one who should have died.

Sound familiar?

How did you overcome it?

I got to know our father.

That bloody snake.

Aye. That he is.

He willna attack me here, where I have the advantage.

He's canny.

He'll have heard how it went with Richard Brown.

He'll wait for me to be somewhere

where he has the upper hand.

So the-the trading post, then?

Too crowded.

Well, he won't worry about keeping it quiet.

It'll be Lodge.

It's the perfect place for a surprise attack.

Why?

I willna be armed. No one will.

It's not allowed.

He'll be armed.

He won't care about what's allowed.

Aye, he will care.

Cunningham's a Mason of the 25th degree.

Takes his oath seriously.

No.

He willna start a fight inside.

It'll be after.

That's what I would do if I were him.

So then don't go to Lodge.

Aye.

Why no' kill him now?

He doesna ken ye've been warned,

and that gives you the advantage.

I need to ken who else is wi' him.

Not just Loyalists,

who among my tenants would attack me on my own land?

I have to go.

With planning, I can handle Cunningham,

but the problem is the militia coming from Ninety-Six.

I have to cut it off.

Well, what about your militia?

The men you signed.

They're untrained, unorganized, spread across the county.

No.

There's only one way I can see to stop it.

I have to make a deal...

with the devil.

Deliver it in person, Josiah.

Aye. I'll ride all night.

"Dearest Bree, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to be here,

but I have the strongest feeling

that here is where I'm supposed to be.

It wasn't quite 'whom shall I send, '